The game began.
“Keep the money,” Jude said. “I just wanted to show you something.”
He pulled out his phone. On it was a paused frame from the final of the Global Series. The moment just before Zen’s glitched shot. In the code, Jude had found the truth: a single line of bad math—a rounding error in spin decay—that Zen had never discovered on his own. A trainer had given it to him. An exploit made by a developer who’d bet against Jude.
Jude smiled. “You memorized the rules. I rewrote them.”